Our love story comes to me in waves, in movie stills and long summer afternoons spent under a sky of incessant blue. I still think of your eyes in flashes of color, your hands in a frenetic, feverish blur-your smile a mosaic of light and shadow. I still find myself lost in those moments of abstraction.
LANG LEAVHe swept in like a tsunami, wave after wave, and I didn’t stand a chance. All those warnings, all the things they tried to prepare me for-lost in an instant-to the enormity of what I felt.
More Lang Leav Quotes
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I want you to remember my lips beneath your fingers and how you told me things you never told another soul. I want you to know that I have kept sacred, everything you had entrusted in me and I always will.
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My indecision. I wanted everything because I didn’t want anything enough.
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You are a writer bleeding words onto a page. And the ones who hate you will trample on that page. And the ones who love you will cut you, to keep you bleeding.
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Fear isn’t a reason when it comes to love–it’s an excuse. Anyone who has ever been in love will tell you that.
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The time may not be prime for us, though you are a special person. We may be just two different clocks, that do not tock, in unison.
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There is a savagery to what you feel. It eats you up inside. But you will get through it; you don’t need his mouth to placate you. You don’t need his hands to untangle the butterfly knot in your heart. Your love is a fire that will burn itself out. Let it ravage you.
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The things that seem to matter less, are the ones we put on show.
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We number our days and divide our seasons. We endlessly define what it is to be in love. When in truth, spring blurs into summer and always has, long before that line was ever drawn.
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The words I heard from you today, are said when there’s nothing left to say. What I would give to make you stay, I would give it all away.
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But if you don’t love my every flaw, then you mustn’t love me- not at all.
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It is the mark of a great poet to write words that feel as though they have stood witness to your most intimate memory of love.
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I did not know that it was love until I knew.
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I build my walls from the mess they leave.
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Here’s the story of my life. Hoping they would care about me or wishing they wouldn’t care so much.
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When you lose a person, a whole universe goes along with them.
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